This morning, I was overcome with emotion when I encountered a stray dog on the street. The poor animal moved in an unusual way, with its back bent as if it were broken and its hind legs unable to straighten. The dog shuffled along the road, looking haggard and exhausted, its body dirty and covered in mud.
I couldn't ignore its plight and decided to follow it. I soon discovered that it had found refuge under a bush, surrounded by leaves and trash. As I approached, the dog appeared frightened and disoriented. Its ears drooped, and it kept glancing around, seemingly searching for a place to escape.
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